My whole life has been filled with people misinterpreting my face.

It's honestly one of the most annoying things that I deal with on a constant basis. Whether it's a fellow colleague wondering if I hate them, or my parents thinking I'm not listening to them, there's always somebody claiming that my face is hurting their agenda.

Apparently, me having a resting bitch face is the end of your world. That's sad. You call me "unapproachable," (like that's my problem) yet people are non-stop approaching me about one thing or another.

I like to think that my face is almost like a superpower. It deters people that can't handle me, and brings forward the people who can. Nobody needs somebody in their life who doesn't (make effort to) understand them on a deeper level than their facial expressions.

On the flip side, you can read my face like a book. My resting bitch face has small tendencies that people closest to me can read. Am I annoyed? Probably. Am I stressed? Yeah, usually. Am I happy? 90% of the time you wouldn't have to ask this question if I was. But of course, to the people who walk in and out of my life, some people don't take the time to look past that face.

It's easy to slap a label on somebody based on how they look from across the room, but what's harder is actually getting to know people past a superficial thing like that.

I'm sad for the people who can't accept the whole me because most likely they can't accept many people at all. Every person, and how they express themselves, is completely unique and that is the best blessing. It hurts my heart to know that some people can't see the beauty of each expression, or lack thereof. People like that are really missing out on not only me but on other people who have so much more to offer behind their facial expressions.

Luckily for me, I really don't care. I'm 100% satisfied with myself and despite my resting bitch face, I get shit done. I have amazing friends. I have multiple incredible jobs. I'm a leader, friend, fiance, and cat-mom. What are you?